10.08.2004

Ethnocentrism and the functions of terrible things

I just got an email from someone I know who wrote to someone in Korea, basically saying that because of the abuse suffered by dogs and cats in that country, the entire country was at fault and should be nuked out of existence.

Isn't this the same kind of stuff that our Great World Leaders® are saying?

Look: I do not, under any circumstances, condone the abuse of animals, human or non-human. I do not condone eating the meat of endangered or non-endangered species. I think we have to be strict with ourselves to restore the Balance. But just because I do not condone these practices does not mean I condone the outright hate bordering on racism towards the countries that practice them. I do not hate Japan or Japanese people because the Wal-Marts there sell whale meat, and neither do I hate Korea because they torture dogs and cats for the sake of their mens' libidos.

I do also recognize that at one point there was probably a function for these practices, and while recognizing that I must point out to anyone who does condone the torture of non-/human animals for these reasons that there is no more function for these practices and they should stop.

This person I know (who shall not be named) is right in her thinking that torture of any species is wrong. She is wrong to insult all of Korea, and to say that it's all the mens' fault as well. We have no one to blame but ourselves, as humans, as men, as women. Blaming everything on one gender or one culture is as wrong as torturing other species. We must have Balance.



Ok, rant's over. It just pisses me off that well-educated people (try about 5 degrees) can be so narrow-minded.

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And as for my last post.....


let me explain.


I am a straight-A student, mostly. I'm not bragging, it's just fact. I've bullshitted my way through the past 4 years of High School, and I apparently and wrongly thought I could do the same in college. I'm carrying 20 credits this semester and I just had a nervous breakdown, wherein one of my A's most definitely turned into a C if not a D. This, combined with the fact that I don't know where my next meal is coming from let alone whether or not I'm ever going to get to Guatemala, and my excruiciating ear infection, sparked my dormant suicidal-tendencies. Now, I wouldn't really kill myself, as my dormmates would stop me, but I was, at one point, very very depressed for a period of 9 years. I fought it and won but didn't realize how easy it was to slip and fall again. I'm regaining unsteady footing, but it's better than nothing. I should be fine if we sell our house soon, so I can have some money.


Thank you for all your concern and warm wishes. I promise not to kill myself. I'm much better now, and the ear infection is almost totally gone.



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In other, less serious news, I cut my hair short because I didn't feel like combing out the dreadlocks that had appeared in about 5 days of not brushing. It's much better now, and one of our dorm-buddies from across the hall brushed it and cut it for me, so it looks pretty cool for a kitchen-scissor-hair-cut.


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I've decided: I'll shave when I'm slim. For those of you living with me, you know what I'm talking about. Anyone else probably does not want to know.

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I finished half a Latin lesson, part of my way-overdue World Civ work, and I should be....ok....maybe....for my courses. Not fine, not good, but ok...maybe. Cross your fingers that I don't go postal.

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Ok.

I need to go and sleep, wash my hair, among other things, but not in that order.

Nos da, cariad!
(Welsh for "Good night, sweetheart!")

Jagged.....slowly smoothing over time.